Royal Mail (8) – Missing in Action

Royal Mail are cunts and cunts again!

A renowned online retailer sent me two separate parcels by recorded delivery to be signed for. Both orders were worth over 30 quid (vinyl records, as it happens) and I have 100% proof that the aforementioned shop did send them.

But, last week, those dozy or devious fucks from the Royal Mail delivered one parcel. Yet, on their website, the bastards claim that the two parcels were delivered to me on that day and that they were signed for.

First of all, only one parcel turned up. Second, I did not sign for anything and I wasn’t asked to either.The ‘signature’ on the Royal Mail website is an unintelligible scribble. But those cunts still insist that the postman/cunt who signed for the parcel that I did get signed for the other one at the same time and delivered both.

Only thing is, the total fuckhead didn’t and only delivered one. I also don’t believe it was delivered to the wrong house. It says it was delivered to me, but it hasn’t been.

I suspect some light fingery, and I hope the cunt’s hands fall off if that’s the case. I am now after twatting my postie and chasing up the infamous and useless Royal Mail complaints department. Fat lot of good that will do though.

In my current (OK, permanent) condition I can do without this shit. And The Royal Mail can fuck right off.

Nominated by: Norman

(Welcome back to the Fold, Norman. It’s good to hear from you once again. 

– Lots of love. The Admin Team)

 

Instagram Promoting Welsh Quilting via the BBC


Enough of these frivolous cuntings. Time for something of real importance, thanks to the BBC.

”How Instagram opened a new world for Welsh quilting”

Yes, get some Welsh culture up you, you cunts.
And have a look at the photo. If that doesnt give you the horn nothing will.

https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-wales-60982566

”Interest in Welsh quilts has grown over the past decade, and boosted further in recent years.”

This is the stuff. I spend most of my time quilting and I am going to share my joy.

“Instagram has opened up a whole new quilting world,” says Elen Phillips, curator at St Fagans National Museum of History, in Cardiff.
“I think social media has played an important part in that resurgence, especially among young people.”

Yes you cunts. We are not shagging sheep and burning down cottages in Powys. We are quilting, thanks to Instagram. (whatever that is)

There you go. No race baiting, tranny shaming or Kweer bashing.

Welsh quilting.

Get your Welsh Quilting DVDs here: https://www.craftsy.com/class/welsh-quilting/
(I’m on a commission so buy plenty – NA)

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Wembley Stadium Balloon Ban


In 21st Century killjoy Britain balloons are being outlawed. Balloons have been seized from football fans entering Wembley Stadium on the absurd pretense they could spread “panic” if they burst. The Wilsher family brought balloons to hand out to Crystal Palace supporters at a match. Ok – they had 32,000 balloons to hand out for free – but they were still just balloons.

The hapless Wilshers were initially accosted by a Trading Standards Officer who said the balloons “breached the rules”.

Then they were confronted by a jobsworth from Brent Council who said that as this was council land they could not hand out the lethal balloons. They issued the family with a fixed penalty notice over “elf and safety fears”.

Then they were confronted by the head of security for Wembley Stadium who seized the balloons as the stadium’s “safety certificate did not cover balloons” !

Brent Council officers then issued them a fixed penalty notice but refused to tell the Wilshers how much the fine would cost, simply saying “it will be in the post”. These cunts were dressed in black and were recording the family, including their six year old son. The offending boxes of deflated balloons were then seized by the Brent Waffen SS officers. The families 6 year old son was crying by this point.

A council spokesperson confirmed action was taken against Mr Wilsher and added balloons can present a “serious safety risk” when in large quantities. Mr Wilsher said –
“We were just trying to bring some colour, noise and spectacle to the day but that was taken away from us”. No doubt he was feeling a bit deflated.

Surely it’s an Englishman’s god given right to inflate balloons whenever he wants. This absurd episode highlights the joyless, bureaucratic, Elf and Safety nanny state we’ve become. It would be absurdly hilarious if it weren’t so chilling.

Wembley Stadium – deflating and sucking the joy out of every event it hosts. Cunts.

Telegraph News Link
(Sorry – only link and its behind a paywall).

Nominated by: MMCM

The Two Faces of Sir Keir Starmer (16)

An emergency cunting seems in order for His Holiness Keir Rodney Starmer, and the bunch of arseholes who prop him up (especially the fruity gentlemen and butch ladies affected by The Gayness.

After months of outraged innocence, even though we had all seen photographs of the flabby faced cunt drinking beer at an important party meeting, it now seems that Angie Openlegs was also in attendance, even though this has been constantly denied:

Daily Mail News Link

Perhaps she was just there to provide the striptease and cabaret?:

YouTube Link

It was an “honest mistake” claim the Labour Party. Sure – all their fucking mistakes are “honest”, whereas they always attach the basest motives to everyone else.

But seriously who, in their right minds, could not have noticed the presence of that loud-mouthed, self advertising skank in a small room in Durham?. Perhaps Starmer has caught Biden’s senility early?. He didn’t see the shrew in the room!.

It is about time this oily, greasy heap of shit was exposed for the fucking liar he really is.

George Washington? More Boy George.

Nominated by: W. C. Boggs

(Note – This nom touches on the nefarious activities of Angela Rayner doing a Sharon Stone. There is a separate nom for  Rayner on this very subject due to go live in the next few days – Day Admin)

Brent Council


If any of the Boris bashers, on ISAC sadly, as well as elsewhere, who think all politicians are the same, they need only look as far as Brent Council in London to see the hell on earth that would follow in the wake of the election of Kweer Starmer MP as our PC PM.

Brent has long been the home to the looniest of loony tune losers in the Labour party. Brent was the home of the original Labour race baiter Bernie “the police deserved a good hiding” Grant, it is now the home to the second home fiddler Dawn Butler, another race baiting police hating bitch. It is a borough full of “victims” of whatever they fancy being victims about. I am just surprised pansy-voiced Justin Welby doesn’t give up his palacial and underused Cathedral at Canterbury to numerous illegal immigrants and go and live in a Brent flat, judging by his latest sermon, but perhaps biggest price for fuckery goes to this:

Daily Mail News Link

That’s right, lardarse Diane Abbott should have a park renamed in her honour?. Why?. For being a thick as pig shit, ignorant , innumerate fat arsed race baiter?. For her numerous TV appearances where she demonstrates what a steaming idiot she is?. For being Steptoe’s former lover?.

Boris has not been good, especially in the last year, but he is a fucking sight better than that oily heap of shit Starmer will ever be, even with the help of Campbell and Mandelson, the poof and the piss artist doubloe act.

Nominated by: W. C. Boggs

Seconded by: mystic maven

Brent council want to rename Gladstone Park because Will’s dad had connections to the slave trade. They want the name to reflect more modern values and the following have been suggested, following the council’s request for schoolchildren aged under 13 to come up with alternatives (ie suggestions from their woke lefty so called teachers):

Diane Abbot Park – she has no connection with Brent
BAME Park – racist surely
Diversity Fields – to attract a diverse collection of ne’er do wells
Multi Faith Park – ditto

Telegraph News Link

I remember Gladstone Park from years ago as being one of the nicer open spaces in north London, not sure what it’s like now though.